The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

The collective advancement of the Supreme Sect group successfully made the cultivators from the other two sects forget their original purpose for coming.

A world where only two people are injured has been achieved.

"My name has been pushed down." The cultivator looked grief-stricken. It was already difficult to get on the list, and Lin Du's rise to the top was a heavy blow to him.

"Hey no, I just finished compiling the rankings!" The monk said, clutching a large scroll with a somber expression.

If Lin Du had told them in advance, they wouldn't have spent so much time making all the copies!

Three people successfully advanced to the Huiyang Realm, one person advanced to the Qianyuan Realm, and two people reached the Great Perfection of the Huiyang Realm.

All of the hundredth generation disciples have reached the Radiant Sun Realm.

Seeing this, He Gui pondered for a moment, "I feel like I can continue to take on apprentices. I can just leave them to these kids to train."

Feng Yi nodded in agreement, "It's fine, but I feel like they'll lead the children astray."

"That's a good question." He Gui fell into deep thought. "But Yuan Ye, Yan Qing, and Jin Xuan were raised by Lin Du, right? That's why you think they're a bit...unsteady?"

"Look at Mo Lin and Tian Wu, they're much more composed," He Gui said, looking at Mo Lin.

In the torrential rain, the group of people became soaked like monkeys, including Mo Lin and Xia Tianwu, who were in the rain, carrying a large iron basin and a large iron vat, trying their best to collect the rain.

"Hey! This rain hurts a lot when it hits you! Do you think this big vat can be filled?" Yuan Ye also took out a vat.

"I can hold two!" Ni Jinxuan shouted loudly, "Look, senior sister, I can help you collect two!"

Mo Lin glanced at them, "I can lift a whole bunch with my spiritual power!"

The islands and reefs were rugged and difficult to place; they could only be manually levitated or lifted by physical strength, resulting in a chaotic scene with people and large tanks flying around.

He Gui and Feng Yi turned around at the same time... Never mind, I really can't bear to look.

"Isn't it true that geniuses are all rather peculiar?" one of the cultivators whispered as he witnessed this scene.

"Only the Supreme Sect is like this, right?" one person replied. "But if it's the Supreme Sect, then it's normal."

The other sects initially kept a low profile, standing respectfully to the side, too embarrassed to try and get a bite.

But after Lin Du and Xia Tian didn't enthusiastically invite Master Su Mu, the cultivators of the Jishi Sect hesitated and took out a small bottle—just enough to fill it up, it would be such a waste to leave it on the ground.

Just a quick rub, a tiny bit.

The cultivators of Guiyuan Sect watched the fate of Jishi Sect members, and then looked at the people around them.

Pei Qin walked over and started befriending Ju Yuan, who was standing in the rain, and they openly got soaked together. This made the Guiyuan Sect cultivators move their feet slightly.

"That's good now. Your disciple has already reached the Huiyang Realm, so you don't need to worry about him too much," Pei Qin said with emotion.

"Is your disciple still stuck?" Ju Yuan turned his head. "I remember he used to send money to our sect every year, didn't he?"

Pei Qin shook his head. "Still feeling down. I didn't participate in the Central Plains Grand Competition or the Sect Grand Competition. I recently took on a new disciple. That kid is good, that kid."

Listening to their conversation, Lin Du understood: his main account was ruined, so he switched to a smaller account to practice.

The rain gradually stopped. Lin Du glanced at the stone tablet and said, "It's time to get down to business."

The formation master from Guiyuan Sect hurriedly stepped forward, "Master Lin... you once explained that formation, but this formation is not one I learned before."

Although Lin Du was only a fraction of his age, Lin Du's master was the current leader in array formations, and probably had seen more array formation books than he had in his entire life. He had never heard of such a rare "Dragon Absorbing Water" array, yet Lin Du seemed unfazed by it.

He had refrained from asking for the specific array diagram earlier, thinking that he could break the array by measuring it on-site, but he found that the power of the rules here was extremely strong and greatly interfered with the survey, so he had to ask Lin Du to come.

Lin Du understood. "I'm coming right now."

Practice makes perfect. Lin Du calmly broke the formation, dismantled the array, found the teleportation gate, and led the cultivators from the three sects in single file.

There is no grand and opulent underground palace beneath the stone tablet here; in fact, it appears somewhat dilapidated.

If it weren't for the inappropriate location, Lin Du would even think that the scene was worthy of a north wind blowing and swirling up a few withered leaves.

It was pitifully desolate.

The tree didn't grow legs and run away, but the person definitely grew legs and ran away.

It was clear that Fengchao had notified the other two sects to set sail for Chongxiao Ranking the moment the incident occurred, but the people of Fusifang seemed to have fled faster than fish, leaving the place desolate, with even the bricks on the walls looking as if they had been pried off, broken into pieces.

The scene was a mess, showing that the cultivators had fled in a hurry.

Although the person ran away, the tree didn't grow legs and leave.

Lin Duzai examined it carefully for a while, then said, "No, they didn't run away because they knew we were coming."

She suddenly pulled out a folding fan. "Has Ninth Senior Brother and Tenth Senior Sister not sent any news?"

Feng Chao was taken aback and also took out his own magical artifact. "Someone's here?"

Yet, none of them, despite having so many people, sensed any intrusion from outsiders.

Mo Lin spoke, taking the sword and staff off his back, "Someone's here."

He cultivates the Divine Firmament Path and has practiced swordsmanship for many years, making him extremely sensitive to evil spirits and killing intent. He can sense even the slightest bit of killing intent.

This is a bodily instinctive reaction.

"How did you figure that out?" Feng Chao used his divine sense to search carefully.

Lin Du touched the burning sensation on his wrist. "It's not a person, it's something dirty."

It's a very, very dirty thing.

"Aren't you going to show yourself yet, Demon Lord?" Lin Du said sarcastically. "You've come all this way, and you still managed to outrun us."

Upon hearing this, the cultivators who were initially somewhat bewildered and even thought Lin Du was being deliberately mysterious were instantly terrified and simultaneously drew their weapons.

A soft chuckle came from the tree. "What's your name again? Oh, Lin Du, you really are... perceptive."

The Tree of Origin is not only lush and verdant, but the spiritual light emanating from its rules is enough to obscure all vision. Because of the power of the rules, divine sense cannot penetrate it, and it can also conceal all scents. No one dares to directly touch it or crawl inside to take a look.

How exactly did Lin Du figure it out?

There was a rustling sound on the tree, as the forces of the rules rubbed and collided with each other. Then, a person appeared, dressed in an elaborate and gorgeous brocade robe, half-open, exuding a lazy and luxurious air. His face was covered with an exquisitely crafted gold mask inlaid with gemstones. However, none of this could conceal the strong smell of blood on him. The dried bloodstains on his clothes had not yet oxidized too much and still had a rusty color.

"They've arrived quite quickly." Qianyu looked at the group of people. "Since the important ones have all come, let's kill them all."

Lin Du crossed her arms, and Han Yueling leaned on her shoulder. "You know what, you really have to admit, he acted really well."

"That's right, completely different. She's not at all like that poor little thing who didn't even dare to sit at the table to eat." Lin Du watched Qian Yu's performance quietly, while having a heated discussion with Han Yue Ling in his mind.

"What's he doing here?" Han Yueling asked, puzzled, and licked the hair on her chest. "He probably hasn't been here long, right?"

"I'm here to take your food," Lin Du said calmly.

Han Yueling immediately bristled, "What the hell! How dare you steal my food!"

This won't do. Han Yueling, who was lazily perched on Lin Du's shoulder, suddenly jumped down and transformed into a giant white wolf even taller than Mo Lin, growling and baring its teeth at Qian Yu.

Lin Du listened to the little creature's protective movements as he ate his food, feeling quite content.

With so many people now, it should be a 50/50 chance.